I hope she makes you happy. When you laugh I hope it makes her smile because for fucksake who couldn’t smile after hearing that? When your bodies are pressed together I hope she realizes how lucky she is to be that close to you. I hope she treats you better then your first love because you deserved way better then her. I hope she enjoys how excited you get when you talk about something you enjoy; it’s so adorable. But mostly I hope she teaches you how to love yourself, just as much as I love you.
I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.
It is so rare in this world to meet a trustworthy person who truly wants to help you, and finding such a person can make you feel warm and safe, even if you are in the middle of a windy valley high up in the mountains.
Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid